Aye aye, Mr. Trullinger. Don't have to tell Tony twice. By nature, he's a lover, not a fighter but this is what he's built for to be true.
He imagines for a moment that these whipping tendrils are the pointy elbows of Kestrels chasing after his sister and that's enough to get him good and mad. Tony launches himself into the fray, disrupting vines with vicious blows from his beater bat. "Yippee-" THWACK. "Ki-" WHAP. "YAY, MUTHAFUCKA!" CRACK!
That's a big curse. Don't tell his mom. He saw it in a film.
MEMOR(IES): The Garden Looks Very Nice Today
He imagines for a moment that these whipping tendrils are the pointy elbows of Kestrels chasing after his sister and that's enough to get him good and mad. Tony launches himself into the fray, disrupting vines with vicious blows from his beater bat. "Yippee-" THWACK. "Ki-" WHAP. "YAY, MUTHAFUCKA!" CRACK!
That's a big curse. Don't tell his mom. He saw it in a film.